"Who is it, Bess?" "How should I know?" replied Edgeworth Bess. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees. Have you not tired of sadness and pain?” 81 She thought she could hear tears in his voice but would not look at him. . Even the abstract paintings on the wall were gray. She could not help but admit that she liked being smiled at and addressed in the hallways by hordes of friendly faces. "Leave me to my fate," rejoined Jack.
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